Water marks dot the cheeks
that roll over against a pillow.
Sheets divide 
in the middle of the night
and a leg is exposed to the cold.
A sniffle echoes 
into the dark,
and eyes clamp a tight hold
on a dream
she can't let go.
© JMariah, 2011
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